Three people held a freeze-frame posture and were quiet for a moment. Until An Bicheng in a tone of distress situation slowly ask out-"also, is it really you? Is this Lord Duan Hua or Lady Duan Hua ... "
" No, don't mention it! You really don't know how much we have suffered! " China can't wait to blunt come over, hands grabbed An Bicheng sleeve a disorderly shake, affectionate like a long-lost sweetheart, just didn't see the Persian boy twitching mouth looked up and down the salt of the earth.
"Our bad luck begins with getting lost ... Yi Yi? You Chun was lost when he met a fox! That's strange. Why did you get into trouble when you didn't go with Persian boy this time? This Luoyan Pavilion is actually a black shop! The monster cakes they make will become monsters when eaten! There is also a monster child, whose hobby is to dress up people with beautiful clothes. It is she who has made me like this ... "
In desperation, Duan Huahong's face turned red and he was caught in a seven-and-eight-fold description, but he was so upset that Li Langya finally came and took hold of his dancing arm. "Duanhua, calm down and speak slowly ... you still have a needle in your hand, so be careful to poke Bicheng's eyes."
Duan Hua paused for a moment and suddenly returned to his taste. "Ah? Right! What's with the golden needle? Why is it suddenly stuck in my hair? Why did I find you by pulling the line? "
An Bicheng just smiled quietly at this moment. "Of course-when the monster child showed me the beauty in red, I quietly inserted it in her bun. The colored thread on the needle is sewn on my skirt at the other end. "
He pulled up the lotus root gilded skirt to show the two people the remaining thread on it. "The five-color line has the function of exorcism. Although it is not a great magic, it can still be a signpost for guidance and lighting, so as to bring you back through two spaces?"
"How on earth did you find this place, Kebi City?" Li Langya voice suddenly narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand from An Bicheng shoulder dianqi half a branch of blue filaments-"willow branches? Wait a minute ... maybe that little green bridge in the wheat field is also yours ... "
"? Is that bridge made of willow branches? Your Highness and I walked all the way out along the small bridge and the colored line! " Duan Hua suddenly realized, and looked at An Bicheng strangely. "You you also too miraculous ... don't the suspense, come on! How did you know that we were in trouble here? "
An Bicheng smiled bitterly as he dusted himself off. "Liuqiao and multicolored lines are just holiday customs that are conveniently used. What magical powers are they? The magic of this' Wild Goose Pavilion' is really not simple, I just took advantage of it. As for the person who tipped me off ... "He gently untied the tie of his chest robe. "You should thank it."
From the depths of the Persians' skirts, a small taupe head, about half the size of a fist, with a small pointed mouth, round ears and two small black eyes like mung beans, suddenly appeared, but it was matched with a smooth brain door.
"... big mouse?" Duan Hua is also looking at each other.
As if dissatisfied with Duan Hua's judgment, the little animal that showed its head jerked up its lips and showed its thin white fangs. The mouth hissed.
"Come on, don't be angry, don't be tired for so long, don't be like a fool ..." An Bicheng comforted softly, while reaching out to the little animal to follow its fur. It climbed out of An Bicheng's arms, revealing its slender body, four sharp claws and a long furry tail.
The little guy crouched in a semicircle on An Bicheng's right shoulder. Black eyes patrol around, and he looks as alert as human beings. Li Langya also looked at it closely and asked uncertainly, "... Is this ... a mink?"
When he saw An Bicheng's affirmative expression with a smile, he suddenly remembered the name he just casually said-"What did you just call it? Hugh? ！”
"remember? It's the Persian businessman who stayed at the Wild Goose Pavilion with two people and had a good time together. That's it ~ "
(2)
" What! ？”
Duan Hua and Li Langya shouted together, four eyes fixed on the little gray mink. Look carefully, the black beard on the tip of this little guy's mouth has really turned into two small ripples that curl up, which looks like the Persian businessman who didn't speak Changan Mandarin very well last night!
I'm a little embarrassed to be stared at by the two men. The little mink wrapped its tail around its face, revealing only a pair of small mung bean eyes. An Bicheng touched his forehead with his fingers and smiled in his voice. "The family's scientific name is Dobby Mouse. Ask about its origin-do you remember that there is a" Tianwang Pavilion "at the west end of Jinming Street not far from Shuijing Pavilion? Which god is worshipped there? Your Highness must know it. You will understand it if you think about it carefully ... "
Duan Hua still looked confused and murmured in a low voice," What kind of bodhisattva or heavenly king ... can it become a human being? Isn't it just a little monster like Zhu Yu? Well, I also toasted each other with him last night ... "Li Langya reacted with a little concentration:" Isn't that small pavilion dedicated to the King of Heaven, who is well-known in the north? His color is like holding an umbrella with one hand and holding a mink with the other! ？”
"Your Highness has a good memory! "An Bicheng gently clap your hands. "The Heavenly King who has heard a lot is also called" Shicaitian "and" Puwentian ",but what about the great god who enjoys the most incense in our western regions? Because he is the protector of the north and the protector of human wealth, he is the patron saint of our businessmen, so there is a small shrine dedicated to him in the western city. Don't you see his colorful image wearing a crown of jewels and tassels? This is the style of the king of treasures! Because his statues always symbolize good weather with an umbrella in one hand and a mink that spits out a treasure in the other, we Persians also have the custom of keeping a mink, which means good luck. It's rare that this' Hugh' fed by my family has done its duty faithfully this time and sent a lot of use! "
The little gray mink stood up half-way, arched its front paws and squeaked twice, which seemed to be a compliment from its owner. An Bicheng replied with a whimper of lip. "China just said that it's just like Zhu Yu ... it's almost the same. These little guys are very smart, and it's not difficult to hang out among humans. In the past two years, it has been helping me to develop sources of goods and take care of business in the western regions. I didn't expect to return to Chang' an and mistakenly entered the black shop, Luoyan Pavilion, because I was playful. Although it also ate the sesame seed cake and was enchanted, it happened that because it was not human, the living soul was not trapped by the spell. It played a trick, left an empty doll shell, escaped and ran out, and fled to Chang' an Shuijing Pavilion overnight to give me a message. I heard it describe' two dudes' as if it were you-sure enough, I said you two ... too much trouble, right? How to avoid a summer heat will be entangled in monsters? "
Li Langya and Duan Hua looked at each other with embarrassed and confused expressions. "We don't know ..."
An Bicheng shook his head and put Hugh on the floor. The little mink didn't see the hard work of running back and forth for 6 miles in the mountains. He stood up and sniffed around, and his Persian moustaches moved up and down proudly. It was a long time before I landed on all fours and began to explore cautiously.
An Bicheng motioned for them to follow, slowly finding their way through the dust and rubble. Whenever I met the silver screen that was in the way, Hugh stopped in a little fear. When the three men saw it, they randomly found a few long branches in the ground and pushed aside the seemingly light-floating, but actually sticky snare roadblocks, so they moved very slowly.
Li Langya looked at a pile of scraps of silk tangled at the other end of the branch, and sighed lightly: "At this point, I can guess what kind of monster that Mrs. Xue is-I just don't know the origin of her mother and daughter, and why are they entrenched in the Wild Goose Pavilion to harm people?"
An Bicheng's expression is solemn. "The mother and daughter are not necessarily the same kind of monkey ... I am most worried about is a matter of time. They all seem to have a special obsession with the' Chinese Valentine's Day' festival, and even stopped time forever in the enchantment. If we can't get out until the end of the real Tanabata night, I'm afraid the passage between the two worlds will be closed, and we will be trapped in this dreamland forever ... "
Although Duan Hua can't understand it, the naive and crazy expression of the little girl A Tan is still fresh in my mind. He felt a little cold behind him, and described his intuition in a low voice: "... that little girl, A Tan, seems to be more difficult than her mother, but it seems a little pitiful. After all, she is still so small ..." He impatiently parted a heavy screen with a branch, but the more he tried, the more he entangled it. He looked at the endless coil of silk, and suddenly he understood a little-"Is this all the nets woven by the monster mother and daughter?" That they are not ... "
Li Langya nodded heavily.
"In fact, we should have thought of it when we got lost for the second time and went back to the Wild Goose Pavilion. Weaving such a big maze snare disturbed the space, let us spin around in the same place and finally return to the predator's nest-isn't this the characteristic of spiders?"
(3)
Three people and one mouse are moving forward slowly. Although the silver cobwebs are as dense as forests, according to the fallen wooden beams and bricks in the dust and the remaining stairs, the outline structure of the place where they are located-the long-broken wooden building, the true face of the "Wild Goose Pavilion" in the ruined post house has been explored.
When he reached the position of the back porch, Hugh, who was crawling forward with a low positive pressure, suddenly stopped, craned his neck and sniffed in a pile of broken tiles. Then he was so frightened that all his gray hairs exploded, and with a scream, he quickly climbed down his leg to An Bicheng's shoulder.
"What's the matter, Hugh? ！” All three people were startled, gathered around and rummaged through the rubble, and finally pulled out a semi-new and not old bamboo box. There are spots on the brown warp and weft, which are moistened very smoothly by hand. It looks like a common thing, which is out of proportion to this gloomy abandoned garden.
An Bicheng half-lifted the round box and looked at it for a long time. Finally, he made up his mind to lift the lid-Li Langya and Duanhua beside him gasped at the same time and cried out: "-baked wheat cake! It is the kind of sesame seed cake with witchcraft! "
there are really two small and exquisite baked wheat cakes in it. Because it is covered with a silk towel, it is not contaminated by dust, and it looks crisp and delicious, and it also exudes a little sesame aroma. It is this lovely snack, but Duanhua and Langya suffered a big loss on it-of course, there is also a little gray mink Hugh, who is staring at it now.
An Bicheng gently picked up two biscuits and stood up. He looked around and suddenly understood. "No wonder we found baked wheat cakes here, and we seem to have walked into the kitchen ..."
Everyone lifted up their eyes and looked at them together, and everything in front of them gradually became clear-indeed, this is the location of the backyard kitchen, not far ahead is a half-collapsed stove, and some rough pottery cups and bowls are scattered on the ground. Different from the darkness in other corners, the reason for the good view here is that it is shrouded around, as light as the silence of moonlight. However, this source of light illuminates a more bizarre situation ...
Behind the stove. The miserable white cobwebs crisscross, almost forming a huge thick screen. On the net that half wraps up the stove and stretches in all directions, it is densely dotted with colorful colors-those "Mohe Luo" dolls with different postures and looks. They hang their hands and feet softly, half tied by spider silk and half hung in mid-air, just like small bodies. But the doll's unchanging face still has a static smile painted with strokes. I don't know where the small cold wind came from, so they shook gently with the flexible net, and those smiles that couldn't get on the ground floated in the air, becoming more and more bleak and scary.
"It's the dolls, the passers-by who are trapped here ..." Li Langya's voice suddenly stopped, and he noticed An Bicheng and Duanhua's line of sight. He smiled with a white face and pointed to his right hand-two "magic dragons" tied up by heavy silver wires, one is a handsome son in white, and the other is a lady in a red bun. The high appearance turned out to be different. We clearly ... "Duanhua's words of surprise were interrupted by Li Langya's wry smile. "In fact, since just now I doubt, after all, we all eat the baked wheat cake in the illusion, isn't it? What is drawn out by the colored thread is probably just the living soul of the two of us ... Our bodies are still trapped in a spider web in the form of a puppet, and it is also the Xue Niangzi who deliberately did it, in order to let us see that we are powerless ... "
In the sight of several people looking around, the barrier made of spider silk seems to be getting denser and denser, and it quietly stretches and blocks higher and deeper along the stove, a moment ago.
An Bicheng gently caressed the gray-brown back hair of the mink, and half-drooped golden eyelashes seemed to be engrossed in thinking. After a long time, he looked up and smiled. "It's not the way to wait here and be trapped. I have an idea-since the host is hiding, let's have the cheek to come by ourselves ... "
He picked up a baked wheat cake and bit it without hesitation.
"don't!"
Duan Hua and Li Langya exclaimed at the same time, but they were still a step behind. Almost at the same time as An Bicheng's action, the silver cobweb surged out like a snow wave, engulfing everything seen in an instant.
(4)
At the moment when the eyes can see things again, such an idea passes through everyone's mind. However, when the field of vision is completely clear, the candlelight light doesn't bring any warmth-they are back in the small wild goose pavilion, with continuous wheat fields outside the window and rich dressing tables indoors, which are mirror images of the world of spider silk and wood beams ...
Mrs. Xue is still in a quiet Tsing Yi, with a beautiful face like Yuet Hua, but also as weak and heartless as Yuet Hua, as if everything that happens in this barren mountain and wild shop has nothing to do with her. Only when the eyes occasionally cast on the girl next to them will they reveal a little bit of spoiled and sad mood swings.
A Tan's red dress is still so gorgeous, which makes the little girl's smile look gorgeous, and her eyes are burning like blazing flames. She was still playing with the lovely green wicker basket in her hand, and her slender fingers picked up a small flower from the basket. With a slight smile, she twisted the petals into mud between her fingers.
"Brother with blond hair, you are really the most naughty doll I have ever seen ~ but it would be great if you came here voluntarily-let's all get along well in the future, and teach me all your other skills ~"
"Yes, I want to spend more time with my little sister ~" An Bicheng smiled casually and turned the conversation at will. "So where did you hide my body, the real body?"
"I didn't deliberately hide anything. I asked my mother to take care of all my dolls. You all saw them just now-but what if you saw them? Didn't you just come back here obediently?" Atan has a small face, and the smile is the kind of innocence and cruelty unique to children.
"Don't go too far! What do you want to detain us here ... "
An Bicheng tugged at Duan Hua's sleeve and stopped his roar. Turned around and turned all the time.